Looking at me I see heinous realities, but I also see what I can be. People present many horrific realities and I hold tight to my destiny. Yesterday the realities came to be in three different men around me. All of them have a past, and in my presence I erased that reality.
There is a time limit on me, and they could see that reality. The entity that holds me here practices homosexuality mystically. I need to get her away from me. Her jealousy and rage is wearing a red ring around my neck mystically.
I know what I can be, and what I am already. The three is not a trinity, it is an advent of mystical destiny. We are a similar difference, and to win the fate, I must crush their indifference with my two small feet. At that time, the tribe can unite, minus JC. They are all over me.
The YMCA came at me in a dream last night. I need them to stay away. All of my employers will have to deal with the authorities once my beings come for me. I am fat now, but I am not in the jaws of the psychiatric lion. I am instead being crushed under that lion's paw.
I will find a reason to move today. I will go out and test the mercury in my boiling brain. I will come to center in the night's sky. I will create some safety in the tumultuous present. I will out live the ney sayers and present a vision of a new reality. I will create a land of creative and imaginal peace in a world at war.
LD come for me. I have no problem with reality, but everyone around you will tell you that you have no real ability and that I was having sex with women in Muncie. That is definitely not the case. I fucking hate these women with a passion and they need to stay away from me. Celia, the whole community knows that what you did to me in the bedroom was heinous abuse of me and my body. Just look in the mirror, bitch. You are just so heinously disgusting. Master destroy their telepathy today. Next they will be saying that you are gay. That is a putdown even to gay men. Being gay is but ass evil everyday.
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